Your Kitchen Doesn't Hate You
When the kitchen is fraught with storage obstacles, dirty dishtowels, and complaining little people, it's feels like the meanest friend you can't break up with.
We think we should have it figured out by now. I mean, we have to cook every day, so why are we surprised when 4:30pm rolls around and we have no idea what's happening?
I'm not here to tell you that you're doing it wrong. Because you're not. Shame yourself if you want, but if you knew how much you're like everybody else, it would blow your mind.
I asked The Lazy Genius Collective rockstar of a mailing list about the challenges of meal planning, cooking, and feeding The People Who Hate Everything. You guys? You're all the same. Whether you work full-time, have kids, are in your 20s or 50s, like to cook, hate to shop, [fill in the blank]. you're all the same.
All of us get overwhelmed by the Groundhog Day-ness of our kitchens, and that's okay. I want to tell you there is hope, but it's not in the form of a cookbook, a meal plan, or even a personal chef. That is certainly part of it, but your hope begins in your soul.
If you believe that you're doing it wrong, you'll spend the pre-dinner hours shaming yourself for not having it all together. If you feel like everyone else knows how to cook delicious food except you, you'll pick up your knife with a defeatist attitude before you chop one thing. If you tell yourself you're a terrible mom because you're eating spaghetti/tacos/mac-and-cheese again, you'll resent yourself and maybe even your kids for not being more flexible.
It's time to be kind. Your kitchen isn't the enemy; your "shoulds" are.
So tonight, eat your spaghetti with no shame. Call for takeout with no resentment. Listen to the complaining of your picky children and know that their opinions are lame because sometimes they eat crayons. You are more than what you cook.
Feast on that, friends.